You’ve lived a hard life a self made prisoner.
You’ve built your house upon the sand.
It sharpens the dull knife
That cuts and makes you endure
The scars that label you a broken man
You’re Bleeding from inside out
Wounded beyond your own recognition.
You’re bandaged in fear and doubt
Brought to your knees by a life and death collision.
You see what you want to see
A child in make believe
You rule the land where you are king
There’s rain that washes clean
The soul that stains your legacy
There is redemption – it’s your destiny!
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